A huge festival, like a fair, was set up with rides, games, and food. Amongst other things. Freddy and Grace had heard about the festival, and looked forward to it. Asking for the day off from Bargain-Mart as soon as they knew. The small town conservative nature didn’t stop Freddy from being himself. He sported a grand, wide brim hate with flowers, to protect his delicate skin from the sun. After all, they’d be there until well into the evening. Freddy rode to the festival early with Marybeth for her crafts booth, stating he’d help her setting up, but planned on totally enjoying the festivities. “I say we divide up the kids,” Grace told Bobby as they arrived. “How do you suppose we divide three kids?” Rhoda said, “I would like to go with Ms. Berkowitz.” “Well, that’s settled,” Grace said. “Rhoda is with me. I’ll take the baby, too.” Damian looked so lost, blinking her eyes up to Grace. “What about me? Why don’t you want to take me?” Bobby shook his head.
